"And give to me the sum of L100?"
"That is, if you can legally make her over to me. But, sir, may I inquire by what authority you would act in this matter?"
"On that head it will be easy to satisfy you; meanwhile I accept your proposal of an early dinner. Let us adjourn; is it to your house?"
"I have no exact private house in London; but I know a public one, —commodious."
"Be it so. After you, sir."
As they descended the stairs, the old woman-servant stood at the street door. Rugge went out first; the woman detained Losely. "Do you find her altered?"
"Whom? Mrs. Crane?—why, years will tell. But you seem to have known me; I don't remember you."
"Not Bridget Greggs?"
"Is it possible? I left you a middle-aged, rosy-faced woman. True, I recognize you now. There's a crown for you. I wish I had more to spare!"
Bridget pushed back the silver.